Lessons in Love: A Friends to Lovers Student Teacher Erotic Romance

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Chloe has a sexual problem: She can’t have an orgasm. Fed up being dumped because of it, she turns to Ryan, asking him to teach her.

At first, he refuses. But Chloe is not the one to take ‘No’ for an answer.

Soon they embark on a boat journey, collecting water samples for Ryan’s research, while Chloe learns to face her sexuality. Receiving lesson after lesson on sensuality, arousal and what it takes for her to have an orgasm.

Slowly, the lessons turn from verbal advice to sensual exploration, as Ryan gives her to access to his body to practise her skills. Chloe takes what is offered, but soon she realises that it’s not only her body that’s turned on by Ryan.

But how can she make sure that she can keep him at the end of the journey? Maybe it’s time to turn the tables on the stubborn man and let the pupil become the new teacher?

“Her eyes widened at his words that were coming forward as in a daze. Quickly she lowered her gaze to his abdomen, tempted by his words to see the transformation.”

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“Lessons In Love” is a steamy hot Friends to Lovers Student Teacher Erotic Romance. Full length, explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers - and Happily Ever After.

Reader advisory: This story contains very explicit sex scenes.

Themes: Slow burn, Alpha male, Student-teacher, Friends to lovers, Best friend’s older brother, Protector, Happily ever after, Matchmaking, Love triangle, Opposites attract, Taming the playboy, Unrequited love, Boat trip, Relationship coach

NOTE 1: Parts of this story was previously published elsewhere under the same title. It has been extensively rewritten and prolonged.

NOTE 2: Second edition. The storyline is the same, but it has been extensively edited.

NOTE 3: The cover has been changed, but the content remains the same.

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Excerpt:

"Jeffrey dumped me," she blurted out.

He just stared at her. Oh, no. So now he was going to be the shoulder she could cry on. He just hated to console a crying woman.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he said as he prepared for the tears that would surely follow.

But she only stood calmly in front of him, looking more relieved than upset.

"Can I do anything for you?" he asked instead. "Give him a hard punch, for example?"

She laughed. "Thanks, Ryan, but no. It's not him that's the problem. I don't care about him anymore."

"No? What's the problem then?"

She looked around them, trying to evade his question.

"You're heading out with your boat?" she asked.

He nodded. Never expecting her next question.

"Can I come with you?" she blurted out.

"What?" he stared at her in surprise.

No woman had ever been allowed to ruin his peace and quiet on his yearly journey. And he definitely didn't want Chloe on board and having to live close by her for an extended time. Not that he wanted to dig into why, not even to himself.

But the temptation would probably be more than he could handle. He had no intention of finding out, and David would not be pleased if he ever did anything.

"What for?"

"Well... I can help you with your samples and cook dinner and... " she suddenly seemed insecure again.

And warm my bed, he practically said aloud before he managed to stop his wayward thinking.

Damn it, why did she have to arrive just now. Couldn't she have waited one more day before seeking him out? He couldn't spend even a few days with her on the small boat - much less weeks. Bloody hell, where was David when he needed him?

Chloe was David's sister, and therefore it should be David's responsibility to take care of her and that broken heart of hers.

"No way," he stated, refusing to be moved by the sudden sign of disappointment that appeared on her face.

"But, Ryan..."

"No. I said no. I'm working. I suggest you seek out one of your girlfriends and have an eating party. That usually works wonders with my sisters to cure heartache," he added.

"I'm not heartbroken," she said in an angry voice.

"No? Then what's the problem?"

"I can't... " she stopped just before she blurted out something.

He waited to see if she would be able to speak the words this time. Oh hell, he didn't have the time to deal with sensitive women and their fine-tuned nerves. Not right now.

He turned away from her and reached for his jacket and wallet. He had some shopping to do before he could head off.

"I need a man," she blurted out behind him.

He froze, before slowly turning toward her, thinking he must have heard wrong.

"What did you say?" he finally managed to croak.

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